DISCLAIMER:ALL HUSH HUSH CHARACTERS BELONG TO BECCA FITZPATRICK
Sorry it's taken me so long to post this, my internet was down for a bit and there are times it takes me a little longer to get into this age/version of Nora to write this one. Hope you like it!
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CHAPTER 10
He's NOT my boyfriend!
There I stood in a beautiful long white dress. I had my curls done in one of those fancy old-time hair do's and I looked breathtaking. I checked over my reflection in the mirror and smiled at myself. A little maid girl was tightening my corset and buttoning the back of my dress as she peeked around my side to smile with me at my reflection in the mirror.
"You look lovely, Lady Jade. I'm certain that Sir Angelo will be very pleased, ma'am," she comment, making my smile grow.
Just as she had finished, there was a knock at the chamber door and the little maid scurried away after wishing me luck. I took a deep breath and nodded for my attendant to answer it. Sir Angelo was standing there, awaiting me, looking devilishly handsome as always. When his eyes fell upon me, he smiled.
"You look beautiful, Milady," he said, taking my hand and bowing to gently kiss the back of it.
His words made me blush and I smiled shyly. He held out his arm for me and I gladly took it. Then he began to escort me down the grand stairway, taking his graceful time as if we were on a leisurely stroll through the gardens.
"I have invited your parents to tonight's dinner," he informed me, continuing when he saw my questioning look. "So that I may ask them properly for your hand in marriage."
"M-M-Marriage?" I stuttered, my eyes wide with shock.
"Yes," he said, stopping so that he could turn to face me. "It appears that your beauty has captured my eye and your sweet words have stolen my heart. It would bring me the greatest of pleasures if you would do me the honor of sharing my life, my heart, my bed and my home by giving me the privilege of having you stand beside me as my wife. That is all that I ask for, nothing in this world could make me happier than to call you my own, to fall asleep each night with milady in my arms and awake with you, my angel, each morning."
I was speechless while he, on the other hand, was overjoyed by my reactions. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, taking me by surprise. However, his soft lips made me relax and I instantly closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me as we shared a passionate kiss, tugging him deeper and deeper into me.
….
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I woke up with a scream, jerking up and almost toppling over the side of my bed. My eyes were wide and my face was scrunched up in disgust.
Marriage? Passionate Kiss? Angelo and Jade?!
Yup, that was definitely a nightmare.
Normally, I would blame Patch for everything, but this one is alllll VEE'S FAULT! Her and her stupid fictional characters! She's got me dreaming about them now! This is ridiculous!
Who are Angelo and Jade anyway?! I mean, I know that they- -
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
THUD
Okay... this time, I did tumble out of the bed, well more like jumped ten feet in the air and then did a James Bond roll on the floor. That's what it looked like anyway.
Hey! The alarm clock was right by my ear! You would have reacted the exact same way! Don't lie! Hmph
I glared over the side of my bed at the alarm clock and cursed under my breath as I reached out a hand and slammed the thing to silence.
"You're a little late... stupid piece of crap," I mumbled in irritation.
I'm amazed that that stupid alarm clock is even still alive. It should have become a pile of broken pieces by now... after the way I've treated it, yeah.
I groggily dragged myself to the closet, saw Patch's jeep outside my window, cursed as I tripped over my own feet, finally found my school uniform, headed towards the- - wait
What?!
I did a complete REWIND and walked backwards towards my bedroom window. My sleepy eyes popped open as I saw his car just sitting there along the side of the road outside my house.
WTF?!
What in the holy Lord's name is he doing?!
Screw shoes, I was out there within a heartbeat, barefoot. I went up to the window of his car and tapped on it angrily, waiting with sleepy eyes as he pressed the button to lower the window to smile at me.
God, I hate him, I hate him.
"Either this is another sick nightmare or Patch Cipriano is sitting outside my house," I said, mostly to myself.
"You have nightmares about me?" Every night, idiot. "Don't I feel special."
Kill joy.
"Patch, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked through barely open eyes.
"Oh, I just stopped by to see how you were doing," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "I'm here to give you a ride to school, duh."
"Patch, you are aware that I am perfectly capable o driving myself to school, right?" I asked, a little annoyed.
"You may be capable, but are you able?" he asked, his eyes narrowing slyly.
"It's too early for this, Patch. Please speak English," I said, closing my eyes and feeling the smallest pleasure of sleep.
"What if something happened to your car? What if it broke down or something? Then what?" he continued.
"I'll let you know when that actually happens. My car is FINE," I told him.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that..." he said with a smirk.
For a moment, I just stared at him. I still didn't understand what he was trying to tell me.
Hey, I'm slow in the morning, alright?!
One... Two... Three... DING!
My eyes popped open and my head spun around to check on my car.
OMGZ!
"PATCH! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I practically screamed, realizing that all four of my tires were popped.
I turned back to him with murderous eyes while he blinked at me innocently in return.
"What makes you think that I had something to do with it?" he asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Umm, why wouldn't I think you had something to do with it?!" I shouted angrily. "Patch, I don't have the money to get that fixed, you f- -"
"And you probably won't have the money to fix it for a while. So, it looks like you're going to be stuck with me for the next few weeks," he said with a triumphant smirk.
"Why didn't you just ask if you could give me a ride?! You didn't have to completely DESTROY my car!" I screeched.
"Yeah, but if I didn't, then you wouldn't have listened to me anyway- -"
"AHA! So you DID destroy my car!"
"... It was or the best, Angel," he said, clearing his throat professionally.
"What kind of bull crap is that?! For the best, my ass!"
"Just hurry up and get dressed so that we can get going," he said, trying to slither his way out of another mess.
"And what makes you think that I'm going to ride with you?" I asked, folding my arms and raising my eyebrows.
"Because, if you don't, then I'm going to tell everybody about our little make-out session yesterday," he said matter-of-factually.
"I'll lie and deny the whole thing."
"I've got it on video."
"No you don't!" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You wanna bet?"
He reached his hand over the seat and pulled out a video camera, making my eye twitch.
Where did he get that?!
He pressed play and I could see the small image of him on top o me, kissing me fiercely while I, unfortunately, kissed him back just as voraciously.
- - sniff sniff - -
I feel like crying
"You set a camera up in my room? You planned that?!"
"It's amazing what I can get away with when you're not even paying attention," he said with a smirk. "Now I have the perfect blackmail."
"You wouldn't..." I hissed, narrowing my eyes into slits.
I didn't mean it as a challenge, but apparently, that's how he took it.
"Oh, I would," he assured me through a mischievous grin.
I glared at him for a good while as he simply stared back at me. I clenched my teeth and nodded to myself.
So, that's how it's going to be, huh?
Fine, I'll play his little game. Oooooo, mark my words: PATCH CIPRIANO IS GOING DOWN!
- - GRINS EVILLY- -
~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~
Patch and I came walking through the classroom door, looking around to see that we were a little late for class. Ha, this was allll myyyy fault.
However, we were in computer class and it just so happened to be a free period so I guess we didn't miss anything after all. Crap.
The good news however is that... Scratch that... there is no good news.
I swung my backpack off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor with a THUD, making some students steal glances at me. I plopped down in my seat, Patch following my actions and taking the seat next to me.
Figures.
Patch, of course, had to find more ways to annoy the crap out of me, so he decided to pull out his video camera - which were allowed during free period, God forbid.
He tilted it at an angle, making sure that I could see every minute of it as he pressed play, replaying the damned blasphemy that he had captured on there.
"Mmm, look at that," he said, making me have to force myself to look away.
"See, this is my favorite part," he said, pointing out something and I couldn't help but steal a sideways glance.
He had rewound it to the part where he pushed me on the bed and I had wrapped my arms around his chest, pulling him to me as I pressed my lips up to his.
"You can see how you're kissing me back," he said, making sure to emphasize that last part. "That's not just a fling right there. You can see in your eyes that you want it, that you're loving every minute of it."
I couldn't take it anymore. I made a swift grab for the camera, but he pulled it out of my reach with a smirk. So, I ignored him and folded my arms across my chest as I turned away.
Hmm... I wonder how bad the consequences would be if I killed him right here right now on the spot... I bet it would be worth it.
"Hey, what's that? Can I see?" a voice asked, snapping me out o my twisted thoughts.
BELLA!
She had sat on the other side of Patch and was reaching for his video camera. He shrugged his shoulders and handed it over to her.
"This is nice!" she said, examining the satanic piece of- - "How do I get to the videos?"
Thank God she didn't know how to work it.
He was about to show her, but then he noticed my death glare and turned to smile at me.
"Don't. You. Dare!" I hissed quietly so that only he could hear me.
"What's in it for me?" he asked, an evil glint in his eye.
"You get to keep your arms and legs!"
As soon as I said that, he turned back to Bella to show her how to get to the videos, but I quickly pulled him back with wide eyes.
"Fine! What the hell do you want?!" I whispered viciously.
"I'll tell you later," he whispered back.
"Fine," I reluctantly agreed.
With that, he nodded with that same freaking smirk and turned back to Bella.
"Actually, the battery is about to die. I'll show you later," he said nonchalantly.
"Oh, okay!" she replied happily, handing the video camera back.
- - lets out sigh of relief - -
Patch turned to me and gave me a wink before I turned around, ready to puke.
Damn, I hate him.
I decided to block him out and talk to someone normal. So I signed into AIM instantly and received an IM from Vee, who was across the classroom.
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Hey Babe
Okay... maybe not normal but definitely not as bad as Patch.
.name: Hey Vee
.name: Whatcha doin
TwiZZlerSkikASS: Nothing much. I just keep thinking about a dream I had last night
.name: Oh, what happened this time?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: It was terrible! It was the worst dream I've ever had!
.name: Worse than the dream where you went to school naked?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Yes! Wait... hey! I liked that dream!
I rolled my eyes and let out a small laugh, catching Patch's attention- - which was the LAST thing that I had wanted to do.
TwiZZlerSkikAss: anyway, it was worse than the dream where I (dramatic pause) had no Twizzlers!
.name: yikes. It must be pretty bad then. So what happened?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: I dreamed that an EVIL MONKEY stole my Twizzlers!
.name: …
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Babe?
.name: THAT was supposed to be bad?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Babe! It was an evil monkey! It STOLE my efin Twizzlers!
.name: I can't believe you. That's the most ridiculous thing that I've ever heard
TwiZZlerSkikAss: What was your dream?
.name: Nothing. Just forget about it.
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Baaaaaabe! Teeeelllll meeeeeeee!
.name: It's stupid. You'll laughing
TwiZZlerSkikAss: I swear to god, I won't
.name: Okay, well. I dreamed of Angelo and Jade
TwiZZlerSkikAss: and?
.name: It was weird. They were all dressed up and Angelo had invited her parents over for dinner because he was going to ask for her hand in marriage and whatnot. Then he started saying all this mushy stuff and they started kissing. It was strange.
After that, Vee had stopped messaging for a few minutes and I started to get a little confused.
.name: ?
.name: Vee?
.name: Are you still there? Helllloooooo
TwiZZlerSkikAss: I'm still here. It's just strange
.name: I know, isn't my dream strange?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: That's not what I meant, Babe.
.name: What are you trying to say?
TwiZZlerSkikAss: Nora, that's EXACTLY what happened in the book...
I was a little shocked. Was Vee being serious with me or was this some kind of joke? I mean, what are chances that I dreamed about something that was exactly in the book? Things are starting to get a little freaky around here. That's all that I've got to say about that. I know that strange things were happening before, but now it's crossed the line.
I was about to type back, but then another window popped up, revealing a SN that I was unfamiliar with. However, the screen name told me EXACTLY who it was and I rolled my eyes.
Thisispatch: Hey Angel
Hmph, leave it to a guy to be original.
.name: Patch, why are you talking to me on aim when you are sitting right next to me?
Thisispatch: IDK I just felt like it
.name: You're so weird
Thisispatch: Yeah, but you love me
.name: Yeah, that's what YOU think. How did you get my SN?
Thisispatch: I'm sitting right next to you, remember?
.name: Ughhhhh this is harassment!
Thisispatch: LOL get used to it
.name: Quit talking to me!
Thisispatch: Nope sorry
.name: I'll block you
Thisispatch: No you won't
.name: Wanna bet?
BLOCK
I heard him let out a sigh from beside me and I smirked in triumph.
"That wasn't very nice," he said, making me roll my eyes.
"Get used to it," I mocked.
I had completely forgotten about the conversation between me and Vee.
~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~
It was finally after school and I made a wild dash to the parking lot so that Patch couldn't catch me. I looked around in the area that my car normally was, but I couldn't find it.
Oh yeah... Patch destroyed my car.
I remember now.
Grrrrrrr.
"Hey, Angel," rang the voice of the Devil. "You didn't forget about me, did you?"
"I don't think that's even possible," I mumbled, turning to face him.
Patch unlocked his jeep and came around to held the door open for me.
I hate it when he tries to be a gentleman.
"I don't need any help!" I snapped, pushing past him.
All that he did was smile. That same damn smile. Is there ever one single moment he's not smiling that sexy... I mean, infuriating smile, for crying out loud!
"Wait," he said, grabbing my wrist before I could get in his car.
I stopped and looked back up at him curiously, seeing that he wasn't looking at me, but rather behind me. I went to turn around so that I could see what he was looking at, but then he suddenly grabbed onto the sides of my face and brought his lips to mine.
O.O
CRASH!
I quickly pushed him off of me and turned around to see that Scott had, apparently, been passing by and, when he saw us kissing, he must have run into somebody because he was now on the ground with his books everywhere. A few kids laughed while he gathered his things, he kept his eyes on me the whole time.
The look he gave me... I felt like a traitor or something.
He looked at me one last time before storming off and I had to keep myself from running after him. I felt so guilty. I then noticed Vee and Bella a little to the sidelines with their jaws hanging wide open and their eyes the size of gulf balls. I turned back to Patch who was still looking over my shoulder, smiling at himself for a job well done.
Oh, let me tell you. I could have killed him right there.
"Patch!" I hissed, making his eyes shift back to me. "You CAN'T go kissing me like that! I don't care what happened yesterday!"
"What about our deal?" he demanded.
"What deal?!"
"The deal we made in computer class about the video camera."
"What does that have to do with this?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I said I would tell you what I wanted later," he said, coming closer to me. "Well... I want you to kiss me."
I shrugged my shoulders and got up on my tip-toes to plant a quick peck on his cheek. Nothing harmful, right? It was nothing that would create a scandal in front of everybody at Coldwater high, but apparently, that wasn't what Patch had in mind. He frowned down at me and I blinked stupidly up at him.
"What was that?" he asked.
"A... kiss?" I replied, not knowing what else to say.
"That wasn't a kiss. That was a freaking peck on the cheek!" he complained.
"Well, then what do you want?!" I hissed, trying not to bring attention to ourselves.
"I want you to kiss me like you did yesterday," he informed me.
"Right here?" He nodded.
"In public?!" He nodded again.
"Patch! Everyone will see us!" I panicked.
"Yeah. That's kind of the whole point," he said, coming closer than I wanted.
"Patch, what is wrong with you?! Are you on crack?! The whole reason that I made that deal with you is so people wouldn't see us kissing! You just screwed the whole deal over!" I said, making his grin spread wider.
"People are going to see it anyway. If they don't see it in real life, then they're going to see it on the video camera. They're going to find out sooner or later," he said.
"I'd rather it be later, thank you. Much, much later."
"Oh, come on! You didn't have a problem with it yesterday. What is so different about today?" he asked.
"Can't this wait until we get home? We can make out as much as we want there, okay?"
Psyche.
I hope he falls for it.
Patch looked like he was about to say something, but then he shut his mouth and thought about what I had said. Apparently, he had taken my bait and he smirked to himself, deciding that he liked my plan.
"Okay!" he said excitedly, walking around to settle himself in the driver's seat.
I slid into the passenger's side and shut the door, trying to hold a face drained of emotion. I wanted to laugh so hard, but then he would catch on and realize that it was a joke. Inside, I was having a party, and I'm sure that he was too.
Idiot.
I can't believe that he fell for that.
~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~
His jeep pulled up at my house and I went to open my door, but immediately stopped at what I saw. My dad's car was parked sloppily in the driveway and the house was already alight. I sat there gaping like an idiot while Patch gave me a questioning look.
I can't believe this...
How is my dad home so early?!
"Is something wrong?" Patch asked from beside me, feeling my tension.
"Umm, actually I was supposed to drive over to my Aunt's today."
It wasn't a complete lie. Actually, it was pretty honest. Whenever my Dad came home early, which was rare, I would always go over to my Aunt Dorothea's house so that I could save myself a beating.
"Oh, well, would you like me to give you a ride there?" he asked politely.
No, I'm going to walk there.
Idiot.
"Yes, please," I mocked back.
I gave him directions to my Aunt's house and he took off soon after. It really didn't take us too long to get there. He had pulled up along the street right in front of my Aunt's house within five minutes.
I got out, not expecting Patch to follow me, but I felt him put his arm around my waist as he walked me to the front door where my Aunt was already standing to greet us. I would have been glad to pull away and slap the hell out of him, but then that would have made a scene in front of my Aunt Dorothea and I really don't feel like explaining the whole stalker Patch situation.
"Well, isn't this just a surprise?" my Aunt said cheerfully, bringing me into a tight family hug. "How have you been?"
"I'm fine," I said with a forced smile, still trying to shake Patch's hand off.
She noticed the hold that Patch had on my waist and her face lit up like a Christmas tree as she beamed down at me.
"Well, don't be rude, Nora. Introduce me to your boyfriend," she said excitedly, catching me off guard.
B-Boyfriend?
I flinched at her words, but she didn't seem to notice. Honestly, I should have been used to these kinds of things, but the reaction was always as fresh as the first time.
"Oh, he's not-" I began.
"I'm Patch Cipriano. It's nice to meet you ma'am," he said, abnormally polite.
He reached out and shook her hand with a sweet smile, immediately earning her approval. I saw the look on my Aunt's face and I went pale.
She LIKES him!
What is WRONG with her?
"Well, umm... you should get going now..." I told Patch nervously.
"Oh, nonsense! How about he just stays for dinner?" she suggested before quickly ushering us inside, making my eyes go wide.
NOOOOOOO!
I think I would have rather gone home to my dear old Dad. At least if he beats the shit out of me, I won't remember it in the morning.
"Oh, umm, no-" I started.
"I would love to," he told her, playing the role of a butt-kisser.
Why does he always do that to me?! Why doesn't he ever let me finish my sentence?! He always has to interrupt me!
Hmph! No one cares what Nora has to say -_-
~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~
We were all seated around the dining table and I had been listening to Patch and my Aunt yapping away for the past half hour. It was really quite irritating. He got along with my Aunt better than me!
Oh, come on! There must be someone who hates him!
This is ridiculous!
I sat in silence with my face on my hand as I stirred my fork around in my food, not bothering to eat any of it. My eyes were a frozen glare directed at Patch who had that same smile that seemed to convince everybody... except me.
"He's a good look young man, isn't he, Nora?" I heard my Aunt Dorothea ask.
"Oh, yes," I said sarcastically. "Killer looks."
Literally.
"I wish they came like that back when I was a young girl," she continued. "You should hold on to this one, Nora. I don't think you'll ever find another one like him."
Hmmm, did you ever wonder why?
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that," Patch said, taking my hand. "Our relationship is starting to get serious. I wouldn't leave her for anything."
Crap. He just completely killed all of my hopes.
He leaned over to kiss me on the cheek and my Aunt just 'oooooed' and 'awwwwwwed' at us like we were the cutest thing that she had ever seen. I smiled bitterly at him as he put his arm around my shoulder.
If he values his life, he'd better remove his arm right now.
I took a hold of his wrist and twisted it off of me, but he kept a straight face. My Aunt had reached over to get something and hadn't even noticed.
"So, where's your cat?" Patch asked, looking around. "I didn't seem to notice it when I walked in."
"Cat? What cat?" she asked, making me freeze.
Uh- oh...
"Don't you have one? Nora was telling me about it," he replied.
"Cat..?" she repeated, and then her face lit up with realization. "Oh! That cat!"
Yes! She remembers!
-...-
I hope she doesn't mention that- -
"It died years ago, poor thing," she finished, making me smack my forehead.
Patch sent me a sideways glance, starting to get the picture now.
"Well, does she have any cousins?" he asked, trying to sort through all of my lies.
"No, we have a very small family," she told him.
Why?! Of all days, why today?!
"Oh, really..?" Patch muttered, leaning to the side so that he could whisper in my ear.
"We'll talk about this later..." he said quietly, making me smile unsteadily.
Apparently, my Aunt must have thought he was whispering lovey dovey mushy shit in my ear, because she gazed at both of us with a bright face.
"You two are the perfect couple!" she squealed like a teenager.
Suicide doesn't seem like too bad an idea all of a sudden. A girl's got to keep her options open.
"He's NOT my boyfriend!" I said quickly.
His hand grabbed my wrist under the table and I realized what he was doing. By now, I could read him just like a book.
"What she meant is that I'm so much more to her than that," he quickly covered up. "Our feelings are so much stronger than a high school crush. She's head over her heels for me."
"I-" I tried to explain, but I felt Patch's knowing squeeze on my wrist and I immediately shut up.
"Well, I can certainly see that, dear," my Aunt said in complete adoration. "You've made my niece so happy, I can't remember the last time I seen her look this happy. I can see something special in you two and I can tell that you both share a strong bond. Well, Patch, I look forward to the day when you become an official part of my family."
"W-What?!" I choked out with wide eyes.
We're only SIXTEEN or God's sake!
Sixteen and three-quarters.
Another squeeze on my wrist to keep me silent and I took the opportunity to glare at him. If he actually squeezed enough to hurt me I would have an excuse to hit him, but nooooo, he had to just let me know anything I would try he would out do...every. Effin. Time.
"Well, I'm so happy that you accept me. I would be honored to become a part of your family, it would be a privilege. Nothing in the world could make me happier," he said.
My head swung around so fast and I looked at him with shocked eyes.
What... what did he say..?
I forgot about everything else that he had said and focused on the last sentence that had spill from his mouth.
Nothing in the world could make me happier...
Where had I heard that from..?
-...-
OMG! The dream!
In my dream he was at a dinner to ask for my hand in marriage and technically, that was exactly like what was happening right now! Then I remembered my conversation with Vee and I was speechless.
What was going on?!
This was beyond creepy!
"Get together, you two," Dorothea's voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Act normal, Nora.
If you tell them about it, then you're only going to end up in a psych ward.
Hmmm... that actually sounds a lot better than being with Patch for the rest of my miserable fairy-tale-gone-wrong life.
Before I could even do anything, Patch put an arm around me and pulled our faces close together as he smiled for the camera.
FLASH
I blinked.
Oh God, she got that on camera?
MORE BLACKMAIL!
I know... she scrapbooks...!
"Awww, do a cute pose!" she commanded.
So, what, is she a photographer now?
Patch leaned forward and pressed his lips against my cheek and it felt uncomfortable for him to have to stay there while we waited for the flash to come. After she took the picture, she looked over at us with glistening eyes of adoration.
- - shudder - -
"How about a kiss, hmmm?" she suggested, making my eye twitch.
This is what happens when your Aunt thinks that she's a teenager.
No more Laguna Beach for you.
"Sure thing," Patch answered, leaning over to reach my lips, but I pulled away.
"Umm, I don't think that that's such a good idea," I protested.
"Nonsense! It would be something special to remember when we look back on this memory!" she cheered happily.
Special, indeed.
- - rolls eyes - -
Patch went to lean in to try for another kiss, but I pulled away again.
"Maybe another time," I tried to argue.
"Don't be camera-shy, sweetheart! Go ahead!" she urged.
- - groan - -
Why couldn't she be some old religious lady who was paranoid with me getting pregnant? Why not?
"- -coughvideocough- -" Patch said, making me narrow my eyes at him.
I swear, one day I will kill him.
How can he use that against me now? That's completely unfair!
Unfortunately, that video could ruin my life if he showed it to everybody so I gave in with a sigh. Patch smirked and leaned forward again.
This time, it was like everything was in slow motion. I could see him leaning ever-so-slowly towards me with a sweet smile and then, when his lips touched mine, it was like time suddenly began to speed past us. This kiss wasn't fierce and lustful like yesterday; it was soft and gentle, like we were soul bound... something that I had never known existed or believed in until that very moment.
And, just like last time, I began to lose myself in the kiss and I subconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck while he cupped my face in his hands and pulled me closer. We went easy on the tongue, nothing crazy, and overall it looked like the perfect kiss. It was something that gave of the appearance of a deep and powerful emotion without crossing the lines of inappropriate.
FLASH
"Oh! That's going to make the perfect picture!" my Aunt exclaimed to herself.
Even though the picture had already been taken, Patch didn't let go... and neither did I.
It's not so easy to pull yourself out of something so deep. His lips against mine, his arms around me... I didn't seem to mind that much at the moment. I had completely forgotten that we were in the presence of another person.
When we broke apart, all that we could do was stare at each other with a dazed, yet bewildered look. I didn't even feel awkward under the pressure of silence. His ebony eyes looked darker if possible all of a sudden, as if in deep thought and I couldn't even breathe, much less think.
"So, how many children should I expect from you two?" Aunt Dorothea's voice interrupted, making me blink in surprise.
Children?
I immediately stumbled out of my chair and backed up, away from Patch. What have I gotten myself into? I've fallen too deep in this hole that I've been digging. How could I let this happen? My thoughts were racing, my heart was thumping, and my eyes were still frozen in Patch's stare. Normally, he would say something, but now he was painfully quiet.
"I-I have to use the bathroom," I said quickly, turning around and fleeing the scene.
This was too much for me to handle.
Damn emotions.
For those of you waiting and yearning for big confessions, well we still have a way to go so all in good time... all in good time ;)
Don't forget to review! The support and encouragement and love you all are showing for this story is making my dark days bright so THANK YOU! I am sorry it's taken this long, I've had so much going on and internet down and my chihuaha had puppies, three boys and I named the only black one, the one I'm keeping Jev :D wish I could post pix for you guys!